Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AMORETTI: 88, by EDMUND SPENSER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Like as the culver on the bared bough Last Line: And dead my life that wants such lively blis. Alternate Author Name(s): Clout, Colin Variant Title(s): Amoretti: 89 Subject(s): Absence | ||||||||
Lyke as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate, And in her songs sends many a wishfull vow For his returne, that seemes to linger late: So I alone, now left disconsolate, Mourne to my selfe the absence of my love, And wandring here and there all desolate, Seek with my playnts to match that mournful dove: Ne joy of ought that under heaven doth hove Can comfort me, but her owne joyous sight, Whose sweet aspect both god and man can move, In her unspotted pleasauns to delight. Dark is my day, whyles her fayre light I mis, And dead my life that wants such lively blis. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EVENING OF THE MIND by DONALD JUSTICE CHRISTMAS AWAY FROM HOME by JANE KENYON THE PROBLEM by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN by DAVID LEHMAN THIS UNMENTIONABLE FEELING by DAVID LEHMAN |
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